Wylen walked away. His hands hurt, like A LOT. Wylen tried not to show it as he turned his back, he couldn’t show weakness. The people watched him, looking for signs of pain. A few of their eyes went to the blood dripping from his hands. Wylen walked straight away. His bleeding hands would makeContinue reading “Reflections for the Practical”
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Dragons for the Theatrical
Can we talk without fighting? Words spew from your mouth Like fire From a Dragon’s . I should stab your heart Because you are doing More damage Than good . But I can’t bring myself to do it And I cut off your hands Your claws no longer Dig for my heart . But yourContinue reading “Dragons for the Theatrical”
Dragons for the Practical
Dragons should NOT be kept for pets. Sadly, Sandy was just realizing this. She held the small ball of flames in her hand and started panicking. The dragon was somewhere in the ball of flames. The cowhide gloves she was wearing grew hot, and to her horror, caught fire. Crap. She needed some water fast.Continue reading “Dragons for the Practical”
A Sweet Tooth for the Theatrical
You know that feeling After all your parents Friends go home And you can finally gorge yourself On the leftover sweets . Or like waiting in a line On a hot summer day A handful of sweaty coins Held in your 8-year old palm Waiting to get a popsicle from the ice cream truck .Continue reading “A Sweet Tooth for the Theatrical”
A Sweet Tooth for the Practical
I stood, breaking the ropes that had been tying me down. I smelled something on the air that was familiar, a creamy flowery scent that filled my brain and made it hard to think. With a grunt of effort, I bent the metal of the chains that were supposed to keep me chained to theContinue reading “A Sweet Tooth for the Practical”
Crying from the Theatrical Heart
It tasted like gravel Ground between my teeth The pain merely a distraction From the thing hurting me most It felt like a knife through my chest Aimed for my heart But hitting my lungs Making it hard to breath sometimes It smells like smoke And I can feel the heat Coming from the wordsContinue reading “Crying from the Theatrical Heart”
Crying from the Practical Heart
I breathed in slowly, and guess what. It smelled like smoke again. Anger rose in me, and my desire to restart rose again. Why couldn’t I create something positive! Why couldn’t I vanish! I opened my eyes, and looked at the room around me, trapped. 3 bedrooms, 1 bathroom, a combined kitchen, dining room, andContinue reading “Crying from the Practical Heart”
Sunshine for the Theatrical
I think I saw it In the reflection Of the puddle on the ground I also saw it In the reflection Of her eyes Now I see it in the setting sun And I feel it warming my skin I turn fast And I think faster But I can’t ever grab it I see itContinue reading “Sunshine for the Theatrical”
March Madness
(Please view on site) A Practical Discussion A Theatrical Dispute Hello Hi Allow me to introduce myself No I am a fake personality created by a troubled teens mind. What are you? I am a figment, Fake, merely something created To comfort our creators Splintered worries Oh… Why do you talk like that? I amContinue reading “March Madness”
Hearing for the Theatrical
Can I keep doing this? Can I keep writing these? Do you ever create Something You don’t really Connect with But you just hope others do? Like singing a song You don’t know the words to Can you hear that it’s fake? Can you hear that I don’t usually write poetry? Can you hear myContinue reading “Hearing for the Theatrical”